She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

out of here

there were the hurtful words attacking

her grip on the broom in her hand, a deep sadness on her face as she apologized to Cheyenne with a slight bow, “I… I’m sorry,

her actions crushed the old woman’s sense of pride. Kyson, observing

the cleaning lady’s

showed signs of discontent, but

quickly selected a replacement patient from the

on the white coat and gloves, she

she asked the cleaning lady

I’ve been experiencing intermittent abdominal pain, dizziness, and frequent vomiting, especially at mealtimes,” the woman answered with a hesitant tone, pointing to the area below

the epigastric region, indicating that she likely

stomach was the hardest to

had identified the ailment, she could begin

needles, each

needle, she proceeded to skillfully insert

her speed was astonishing, leaving

process, everyone involuntarily gazed in silent admiration

help but admit that Cheyenne indeed had

disdainfully curled her

has appendicitis. The best treatment would

finish her words, Kyson himself refuted her, publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to

murmured, “Grandfather, whose side are you on? If we lose, it will be

“I know.”

shook his head and began to focus on

at Cheyenne, while he pondered a question: What

Based

he would probably recommend the patient to take medicine for recuperation. However, it would be a

I’ve suffered due to this illness over the past two months!” Cheyenne wasn’t accustomed to such effusive gratitude. She helped the woman to her feet